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Saturday, December 23, 2017

Poems: Vancouver Poem Thank You

Today the poems are a Thank you and ...

and my poem about living in Vancouver as a young girl.

Oh Vancouver!

VANCOUVER! VANCOUVER! Apollinaire's mauve
poems lying in the rain on Robson Street
puddles on cloudy days
cement in the sun
a liquid magical land of plastic
crowds lined up for the Circus
the beggers on the street outside
the city of tinsel for tourists

OH VANCOUVER! i paint you gray
the smog covered alley where an artist sells
whatever he may consider art for a trifle
the begger
lies in every glazed eye
shoes on every foot
no longer roams the peacefull piper
with the curling mane
along this pitiful and ugly street

Living alone downtown Vancouver as a young child a kind artist took me in while I tried to mend a broken heart that would remain in pieces forever. Apollinaire is a great poet and I had a book of his poems on mauve paper which I dropped in the rain.

To those of you who will probably never read this a thank you poem

through the hours of my uneasy
you waded assured and
you gave talk when my
overran itself and my
ego bled
you gave action and full
when time and life became unbearable
in their tortures of distortions
but most of all you gave to me
love when my world threw
my eyes
against it's walls.

Poem for the people who helped me or took me in as a child, there was someone there to catch me falling as a child or to mend the broken pieces of me. It was a "wish poem" of a dream to speak into existence.

Bus Number I

should be imprisioned for life
Bacon said
Chinese New Year
snow historian
bus breaks
fat mouth complains
to me
standing in my seat
the mailmain even had
a contagious red beard
i danced on his boot
his laugh was molecular
nerve endings have short circuits
i dreamed i lived in a flower
yes and you were there too.

(my thoughts on taking the bus in Vancouver when it broke down when I was a teenager and I was not happy about the bus breaking down so I wrote a poem in my journal)

For Sky Watch Friday.

©poems by Nora Flower

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Today I am linking to:
Sky Watch Friday
Thanks so much to the hosts.

Most of the photos today are from the Chinese New Year Celebrations in Victoria.



  1. I love your poems and your images. I love that you saved the poems all this time.

    1. Thanks so much Yogi, I love your work and especially love also your Instagram Art photos. It was easy to save the poems as they were tiny bits of paper that moved through my life with me. I lost everything else though.


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